Small stuff-

u don’t need them long words.
u can say all you need.

shun big books.
keep it all not hard.

the real stuff is all
small

eat drink sleep fuck
crap piss.

run from brain guys.
dont read street signs.

take the bus.
watch the box.

there’s zip you can’t
say small.

mum dad



born

eat

shit

die.

© rob walker.
[The original title of this poem was Sesquipedalophobia - ironically this is the morbid fear of long words. The result is a poem consisting only of one-syllable words describing the nihilistic view of a sesquipedalophobic.]
How about some really disturbing dark music?]
- rob